One Saturday night, Sarah, Steve & I had been out to one of my work colleagues retirement do. She looked stunning. She wore a tight white dress and he...ls. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra and she got loads of attention and flirting from Steve. At one point, she whispered in my ear and said she thought we should go home early as she had a surprise for me & Steve. My cock started to stiffen and we hurriedly left the pub, climbed in a taxi and went back to mine.Steve & I sat on the sofa. " That's good," I said, trying to return to the computer. I hated thelanguage that he used. Pansy was a word that people like my brother usedto use to describe me. That was till two years ago, when I realised thatmixing with the girls was not something that was good for my health. My older brother towered above me and he ruffled my hair as he passed me."Don't let Mum or Dad catch you playing without doing your homework," hesaid.My brother might have enjoyed a good game, but he was also a. I undid the button and slowly slid down the zip (faster and faster) and slowly removed my jeans leaving my now wet panties on. I rubbed my clit through the material for a bit and then slipped a hand inside (faster and faster). I kept this up for quite a while and still watched the scenes on my laptop. I eventually pulled my panties down and watched as Simon shot a second load and I almost came myself but I wasn’t finished yet.I turned around and opened my legs so that my open pussy was in full. The sex was fast, intense and almost desperate. The thing Dez noticed was that black men were very popular amongst women from the other races. East Europeans, Asians, Arabs and Persian refugee women were all after black cock. And of course, so were the sisters. Some of the black girls had fucked the guys from the other races, but they didn’t like them so much, coz their men offered something better. Therefore, the paler male refugees kind of hated the black guys for this, but that didn’t stop.